Queaver

Weaver gets on my nerves
Every single day
When people act up
He doesnt know what to say.

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!

He thinks hes a know it all
But he doesnt know at all
And his house stayed fresh
Covered in saran wrap

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!

He thinks he's a smart man 
But he's a dumb man
And if I was a betting man
'd call him a weird man

Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!
Weaver! What!
Queaver! What!